The Emerald Isle

The Emerald Isle

A Poem by Dreamer137

I can see

all the green

of the Emerald Isle

dancing in the breeze

around me.

Just to feel

the shamrocks

beneath

my bare feet

feels like velvet

against

my skin.

I spin in circles

and fall

down upon the cushion

of the shamrocks

beneath me.

The Emerald Isle

what a

beautiful place.

 

© 2012 Dreamer137


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Added on February 28, 2012
Last Updated on March 29, 2012

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Dreamer137
Dreamer137

Catlettsburg, KY



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Hi I'm Krynn, I'm 17 and a senior in high school in Kentucky. I hope to pursue culinary arts in college. Writing is something I've always enjoyed, and when verse is in my head i have to right it down... more..

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